Merlin followed Gaius threw the crowd of merchants and customers with a rope with several pots strung round it. He normally didn't have to do this, but with Kenna gone for the week he had to take on her duties helping Gaius. She had found yet another lead on their father, and left to follow it. It would be great if she found their father, but until then he would complain.
“Keep up, Merlin. We've got a busy day ahead,” Gaius said.
Merlin groaned at the thought. “It's a busy day every day. You and Arthur, you work me to the bone.”
“Do stop moaning. At least the work is interesting,” Gaius shook his head at his ward.
“Gaius, we're collecting pots. You do the same thing each and every Thursday at exactly the same time and nothing interesting ever happens,” Merlin complained. Just as he said that a hunched over man grabbed his arm and pulled him back.
“Please, we seek Uther Pendragon. Where can he be found?” He asked seeming out of breath.
Surprised by the man’s sudden appearance Merlin stuttered, “I…”
Luckily Gaius came to his rescue. “I'm sorry, any business you have with the King will have to be pursued through the usual channels.”
The man shoved a seal into his hands and said, “We have urgent business with the King.”
Gaius glanced at it his eyes widening in surprise, “But this is the seal of the House of Tregor. Where did you get this?”
“It does not belong to me,” He moved out of the way to reveal a pretty ginger lady, obviously a noble. A cloud flew over Merlin’s face. He could focus very well on her features.
“It belongs to me,” She said.
Gaius bowed. “My lady.”
He then realized Merlin hadn't bowed and tugged on his shirt. Merlin bowed as well, his suspicions forgotten for the moment.
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“Lady Catrina, is it really you?” Uther stood from his throne.
“I can hardly believe it myself,” She said.
“We had tidings from the north that the House of Tregor had fallen to invaders,” Uther told her.
“All that you heard was true, My Lord, and worse,” The sorrow in her voice was impossible to miss, but something wasn’t right. ‘How had she gotten out?’ Merlin thought.
“Your father, the king?” Uther asked.
“Gone, Sire. The enemy attacked without warning. We were outnumbered five to one. He could not endure. I would never have survived had it not been for my faithful servant Jonas. But we did survive, and we have made it this far...,” Katrina said.
Merlin was truly worried now. It was hard to tell if she was being honest or not. Her voice was lulling him with dangerous ease. She swayed as though she were ill. “Forgive me, My Lord. I fear my trials have taken a toll.”
“Your sufferings are beyond imagining, My Lady. It would be an honor to help you in any way we can,” Uther actually sounded concerned.
Katrina smiled, but to Merlin it looked more sinister. “A bed for the night would be most welcome.”
“And consider yourselves our esteemed guests. It's the least we can do,” Uther smiled almost kindly at the princess.
“Thank you,” She said.
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Merlin's Sister
Fiksi PenggemarMerlin never knew much about his father. What was his life like before the Purge? When Merlin asked him what he would do if he had a son living in Camelot he said he didn't have a son. He never did say any thing about a daughter. Why did Balinor agr...
